Playing in the world, I politely refuse; looking down at the world, I disdain it; it doesn't matter whether it is deception or use, it doesn't matter if I am covered in scars.
Under the Forgotten River, poisonous fire scorches the soul, and thousands of insects eat the bones, just for a thousand years later, the other side of the Sansheng Stone will be filled with flowers. When the flowers bloom and fill the pond, they will return to you, smile and call the "Brother Chu" who is separated by thousands of years.
Momo Lirenfei
How could one know that fate is so light?
The ending of the song is hard to come by
Three generations of love